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Lunging from the Grave by Readeroffate, literature

Literature

Lunging from the Grave

In the early morning darkness of West Virginia, a man was flattening sod onto a freshly-made burial mound. He had been at it since parking his rental truck hours earlier, yet he could see a sliver of the sun's light over the horizon, signaling that time was running out. As he stood back up, Jay stretched his worn-out muscles, wiped the thick paste of sweat off his face, and surveyed his work. Oh, thank God, I put the sod on right," Jay sighed with relief. Stepping away from his work, he started to walk back to the truck, ready to head home. Part of him wanted to collapse in the front seat and sleep for several hours, maybe even the entire day. However, he knew that the moment he relaxed, he would accumulate new problems. A patrolling police officer could catch him loitering, or some mythical do-gooder could show up thinking he was in distress, or worse, the mound could collapse, making him have to rework the entire thing. He groaned at the thought of having to fix and reshape it

Burying the Epee by Readeroffate, literature

Literature

Burying the Epee

So, I just received the body. The only things I knew beforehand were that the deceased was a prominent athlete and that his murderers were sending him to me. I don't know whether they murdered him due to his skills or other unknown reasons, but I don't need to know. However, judging by the stab wound and the third-degree burns, I'm willing to bet it was somewhat personal. Fortunately for them, so long as I get paid, I won't ask questions. And boy, did I get paid this time. Apparently, the people who commissioned me are extremely wealthy since they somehow managed to buy an Amazon truck look alike to deliver the body discreetly, as well as throw in a fat envelope of unmarked bills. And I'm not going to lie, I was slightly impressed. Not only from the fake Amazon truck but how much they gave me. I have enough to pay off the rent, for the materials for this burial, and a bit

Proxy OC's needed by NTSEFAN, journal

Proxy OC's needed

Jul 15, 2023

Hello everyone! I have a announcement to make. No, I am STILL not back full-time, but rather, I have a new image project in the works and I need a little help with this. I am looking for proxy OC's for my next pic. I want to do a picture of some of Slenderman's proxies on Mesozoic Island, showing that they are in a unfamiliar territory, and that they have gone to a place like no other. In case you're wondering what Mesozoic Island really is, here is a link to the picture itself that you can go to for more information. I want to make the picture as a homage to the picture of the issue where the X-Men go to the Savage Land and are in native and savage attire because of them being on a prehistoric island isolated from any civilization far away. Basically, think of the Savage Land X-Men picture that was made by David Nakayama I will link the picture to show you what I am talking about. Here is the image in question.

A Hungry Mind by Readeroffate, literature

Literature

A Hungry Mind

Sitting in front of the screen, Sasha couldn't help but groan as she looked over her work. Or lack of it. She had sat down at her desk earlier in the evening with a nice mug of slightly caffeinated tea to write an entire story over an idea she had thought of for a literary journal she hoped to get it into. Now, it was three am, she had finished off three and a half cups of bitter-tasting matcha tea, and she had nothing to show for it. It felt like the blank page on her computer screen was mocking her as if it wasn't the one preventing her from moving on with her tale. Peering into her now empty fourth cup of tea, she heard a small rumble behind her. Quickly, she got up from her office chair and headed towards the nearby darkened kitchen. She was already stressed out and out of patience. But she couldn't quit now, not with the deadline so close. Opening the fridge, Sasha started to search for anything that might stop the inevitable a bit longer. "Hungry," something whispered faintly

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SleepyBoyBelph

Apr 6, 2021

Heyo everyone, I love studying supernatural beings, SCP's and murder cases so this fandom (?) is right up my alley

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May 20, 2020

Hello everyone. Thanks for adding me. I love creepypasta and I study them. Please, call me The Creepypasta Studyer.

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Edited Apr 18, 2022

If you still like creepypasta roleplays, you could join my Discord server! It doesn't have many members, *two members*, though, both me and the other mod on the server both love roleplays. I would be happy to roleplay with you on there!
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